Chapter 1351

Yehaoxuan thought it was a big trick. To be honest, his battle was a narrow escape, but he couldn't hide. It was a test and a test for him.

In a luxurious office on the top floor of riverside club in Beijing.

After receiving the news from the Tibetan area, ye Liancheng smashed the mobile phone inlaid with nearly 100 carats of diamonds in his hand, "damn the animal king, he didn't even lose one of his opponent's hairs. Fortunately, he means to call himself the animal king?"

The atmosphere in the office was a bit awkward. In particular, the other day, he talked about that the beast king was the most powerful sacrifice in his family. Even if he couldn't kill yehaoxuan, he would certainly make yehaoxuan take off a layer of skin. But now he is bragging about it.

Yehaoxuan didn't even lose a hair, but the beast king of his family had no residue left.

"Cheng Shao, don't be angry. Even if ye haoxuan hasn't been moved, the beast king has finally frustrated his spirit. It is said that ye haoxuan has rushed to the snow shadow peak. He will fight at the top of the snow mountain in the early morning of this evening. He will die in this battle." Hua Liang stood up and said.

"Well, if a little beast king kills ye haoxuan, he won't be called a medical saint, and we don't have to spend so much time trying to win people around to deal with him." Yeliancheng was relieved to think about it.

Although he said so, he was very disappointed. What exactly was the reincarnation of yehaoxuan? Just like Altman who can't die.

In the sanatorium in the capital, old master ye and old master Chen are playing chess together. The two old men haven't had such a good fight for a long time.

"Lao ye, why are you so distracted today?" Seeing that old Ye's heart was not wilting and he was always distracted, old master Chen could not help frowning.

"No mood, no more." Old Ye sighed and threw the chess pieces aside.

"Worried about the child?" Old man Chen also put down his chess pieces. A guard came up to put away the chess board and offered tea to the two old people.

"Well, tonight is a robbery or a life. It depends on his good fortune. I've been wondering if I forced him a little too hard?" Mr. Ye said.

"It's true that there is a suspicion of pulling up seedlings to encourage others. However, Lao Ye knows his destiny in his fifties. To be honest, how many days do you think we two old men still have?" Old man Chen sighed.

"Not much. I think we're going to see Taizu. Ha ha, for decades, it's time to reunite with his old man and his comrades in arms." Old master Ye smiled.

"Yes, I remember those days when we were crawling out of the dead. Our comrades in arms fell, but we survived. We earned nothing these days. We have lived for a long time, and we have an uneasy conscience." Old man Chen sighed.

"That child is good at supporting the overall situation, but I'm afraid I can't wait for him for too long. I'm afraid that after I go, the Ye family will no longer be the Ye family, so I have to pull up the seedlings to help him adapt to this brutal society." Mr. Ye said.

"You're right. He will have a heavy burden in the future, because he wants to take up the two pillars of the Ye family and the Chen family. If he is kind and soft, he can't do it. You're teaching him how to be decisive. Being kind and soft in the world won't work. That will be his biggest stumbling block."

"Jade without polish is useless. Now that this game has been set up, whether it can be broken depends on his nature. But since you and I are optimistic about his ability, he must have a way to break this must kill game." Mr. Chen said.

"Those who are in the game are obsessed." After a long pause, old master Ye sighed heavily.

"Hehe, I'm going to kill you." Mr. Chen said.

"Xiao Zhang, putting the chessboard on." Master Ye has come to refresh himself.

In the Sanxian temple's mourning hall, Xue Tingyu is still in the mourning hall, looking at the least holy place. This is miaohui's position. She looks at miaohui's holy place for a long time and says nothing.

The little girl's frowns and smiles still floated in her mind. It seemed that the little girl was still holding her hand to ask questions, and was still calling herself "listen to the rain" sister.

But in the blink of an eye, yin and yang are separated, and the sea changes.

Xue Tingyu has been thinking, where has the little girl gone now, heaven or hell? Is it a fairyland or a gloomy and terrifying purgatory? She is so young. Would she be afraid to go alone?

Xue Tingyu burst into tears whenever he thought of this.

"Wuliang Tianzun..."

With the sound of a voice signal, Qingyi immortal slowly walked in. She went straight to miaohui's holy place and lit three fragrant incense.

"Master Qingyi." Xue heard the rain cry.

"People can't come back to life after death. Miaohui's death is a fixed number and can't be changed by anyone. Therefore, miss Tingyu doesn't have to blame herself." Qingyi said.

"I know, thank you." Xue listens to rain and nods.

"You inherited the phoenix soul this time, and you are also a man of heaven and earth. The phoenix soul has an extraordinary origin. With it, you will have an immortal body." When Qingyi Zhen said this, she was a little hesitant.

"The real man has something to say?" Xue listens to the rain and is stunned.

"Feng soul, it shouldn't belong to you." Qingyi immortal sighed, "it belongs to the saint of medicine."

"If he had no phoenix soul, what fate would he encounter?" Xue listens to Yu.

"He will duel with the sword master at midnight today." Qingyi immortal added: "this is a must kill game, and it is also a must die game."

"It's impossible. The sword master can't kill him, and he won't lose." Xue Tingyu was shocked.

"You don't think that the sword saint is the only one waiting for him tonight." Qing Yi sighed.

"This is the... Must kill Bureau." Xue listens to Yu Bingxue's wisdom, and instantly hears the meaning of Qingyi immortal's words. Her meaning is that ye haoxuan may die tonight.

"I'm going to find him." Xue listens to the rain and stands up. He is in a hurry to go out.

"You can't save him if you find him." Qingyi said.

"What should I do? Please show me." Xue listens to the rain and turns around.

"Everything goes with fate..." Qingyi turned and left.

Xue was stunned when she heard the rain. Then she turned and ran out of the Sanxian temple. She ran down the rugged mountain road and hurried down the mountain.

The red shadow flashed in the distance, and the swift cloud came running with its four hoofs.

Xue Tingyu turns over and gets on the horse. Although she can't ride a horse, she has never eaten pork and has seen a pig walk. She pulls the reins to run towards the snow mountain.

Jiyun is very spiritual. Although Xue Tingyu's instructions are a bit messy, he still knows where Xue Tingyu is going, but he keeps ringing his nose, just doesn't go in the direction of the snow mountain.

"Go there, don't you understand?" Xue is angry at the rain.

Jiyun shook his head. He just backed up step by step, but he just didn't go to the snow mountain.

"Did he not let you take me?" Xue was stunned by the rain.

Ji Yun snorted and seemed to be answering her. Xue listened to Yu angrily and said, "I order you now to go right away."

Xue Tingyu, who inherited the spirit of Feng, is no longer an ordinary person. She shouted angrily, rose with a touch of power, and then the rapid cloud hissed, then raised her four hoofs and ran away towards the snow mountain.

Night is coming. Yehaoxuan comes to the snow shadow peak, the highest point of the snow mountain. Looking to the west, hundreds of miles away, the world's highest peak is clearly visible.

Looking up at the sky, the stars in the sky are huge, much larger than other places. Maybe it's because it's close to the sky. Yehaoxuan thought.

The last time he let the sword sage go, he was half dead. So this time, in order to express his apology, yehaoxuan ran to the snow shadow peak first.

This place is very cold. After a slight gust of wind blows to people's faces, people feel a cold wind cutting their faces like a knife.

The snow on Xueying peak does not melt all the year round. There is a wide platform at the top of the peak. Below the platform is an abyss. Because the snow is covered all the year round and the snow and ice do not melt for thousands of years, thick ice has formed near here, and the ice cones everywhere look strange.

Yehaoxuan found a place to sit down. He was bored looking at the stars. He thought he was too real. He should come later. Now it's better. The swordsman didn't come. He was frozen here alone. He finally realized what the swordsman was feeling before.

I was stood up for no reason. It's strange that I was in a good mood when I was alone on the snow shadow peak in the ice and snow and suffered from hunger and cold.

Yehaoxuan looked at the strange ice cones everywhere, and suddenly his pride was aroused. With a sudden change in his state of mind, the Quchi sword behind him trembled and hissed. He looked at the snow mountains everywhere, the stars in the sky, and the universe under the snow peaks, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

With the right hand of yehaoxuan, the Quchi rose to the sky. He jumped up and pulled out his body for several Zhang. The Quchi appeared in his hand. He let out a clear roar in mid air, swept his sword, heard a faint sound of dragon singing, and the snow under the ground drifted up.

Yehaoxuan's sword power is very fast. Judging from the situation of his sword dance, he seems to be a master of kendo. How can people think that he didn't know anything about Kendo half a month ago.

So the real advanced martial arts are not practiced, but realized. If you have a high understanding of the way of heaven, you will learn quickly.

With his right hand pointing forward, the snow under the ground seemed to be sucked up by a vacuum cleaner. A vast expanse of snow congealed in the air. Yehaoxuan gave a clear whistle. With his right hand pointing forward, he clicked and counted the sounds. The snow in the air suddenly formed sharp snow cones.

The sword of yehaoxuan's right hand retreated, and the snow cones in the air were scattered for the second time, turning into snowflakes and falling on the ground.

When the sword was back, yehaoxuan felt great. If only he had a pot of wine now, he would have finished dancing the sword, then he would have taken a bottle of wine gourd and poured a few cups of it. Then he would have said something heroic, which would have made him more powerful.

It's a pity that I left in a hurry and didn't bring wine. In places like Sanxian mountain, there is really no such thing as wine.